Flash Fiction Friday 2023 – Week 25
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Excerpts
Do You Like It?
Eric sucked on Olivia’s strapon as if it were an exotic delicacy he couldn’t get enough of. The thick rubber brushed between his teeth leaving a cum-stained impression on his gums. That model had been used before and quite recently, too.
“Do you like it, bitch?” she thrust the black monstrosity down his throat hoping to cut off his air circulation at least for a moment.
“It’s magnificent, Goddess,” he replied, meekly, just the way she liked it.
“I knew you would say that. Guess who loved it too? Greg. You remember him from college, don’t you?”
Yes, he did. The three of them had been quite close for a while before realizing they were a bad influence on one another. After a messy dinner with too much wine and insufferable whining, they parted ways never expecting life to bring them together again.
(…)
Friday Night
Samuel buried his head under the sofa pillow. The fucking neighbors were at it again!
It was like clockwork. Every Friday at around 8 pm, the noise would start and continue throughout the night, non-stop. There was weird music grating on his ears, banging on the walls, and moans galore. It was either the noisiest party ever repeated ad infinitum or a full-blown orgy with at least two dozen people actively involved.
He had tried complaining many times before and even called the police on them but to no avail. No matter how hard he tried, the ruckus continued and his patience was far from infinite.
After dealing with their antics for almost six months, Samuel was ready to do something stupid. He had promised not to use the gun he kept under the bed for anything other than self-defense but if no one else dared to stop the madness, then he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.
(…)
Hypnotic Competition
Tamara swung her favorite pocket watch from left to right and right to left while June stared intently into her aquamarine eyes without blinking. The hypnotic competition had been going on for almost half an hour now and it looked like no one was willing to compromise.
“Why don’t you give up?” Tamara asked, crossing her legs under the kitchen table.
“Why don’t you?” June retorted without breaking eye contact.
“You know I’m going to win so you might as well drop into a trance right now.”
“If you’re so good as you claim, you would have been successful already. I’m not falling for your tricks this time.”
“You’ve fallen so before and you know how easy it is to sink deep for me.”
“So do you. You don’t really stand a chance to resist me no matter how much you try.”
(…)
Walking All Over His Mind
Jack stumbled into the bar, feeling an enigmatic pull that seemed to draw him out of his comfort zone. He couldn’t help but notice the woman at the end of the counter, her long brown hair cascading down her back and her slender figure encased in a pair of tight-fitting leather boots that came up to the middle of her calves. An intricate spiraling pattern ran across them in shades of gold and silver. He had never seen boots like those before and couldn’t help but stare.
As he made his way closer, it became clear that she had been watching him too. She smiled knowingly and called out to him.
“Hi. You like my boots?”
Jack blushed, embarrassed to be caught staring so blatantly.
“Ah, yeah…They’re quite exotic-looking, aren’t they?” He looked away, feeling a bit foolish.
(…)
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